A Visible Heaven. Kirsten Blyton

nodded. ‘Then you’ve got to do it.’ She shook her. ‘Promise.’

      ‘Fine … fine, I promise. But you’re still too high to know what you’re talking about.’ Eve smiled.

      Anna laughed back at her. ‘Maybe you’re right, kid, but do any of us really know what we’re talking about?’

      Eve felt a warm hand on her leg. The memories dissolved in front of her eyes.

      Laura stared at her curiously but said nothing. Eve turned to Laura and gazed at her sharp collarbones that peeked just above her dipped neckline. They moved with each breath she took, reminding Eve of antique lever locks, door handles that led up to a high castle. Eve had to blink a few times to make sure Laura was actually lying there, she looked like a shadow of a fantasy. Eve wished she could cut out the image reflected in her eyes, the silhouette of the figure she had spent all day with, and tattoo it onto her skin as a breathing memory of how utterly perfect she looked in that moment in time. She tried to cling onto the image, the unguarded, innocent way she held her body. Eve could see her mind ticking away, thoughts coming and going, forming and rearranging just beyond the grasp of her lips.

      ‘Can I stay here tonight?’ Laura asked, her voice muffled.

      ‘Stay every night.’ Eve kissed the top of her ear that peaked through her mass of blonde hair. She felt Laura smile through her shirt. Eve shifted to her side and stared down at Laura. ‘When we laugh in our dreams, are we really laughing with ourselves because our subconscious made the joke up?’

      Laura chuckled under the cover of the blankets. ‘Where do you come up with this stuff?’

      Eve rolled her eyes and clicked her fingers in front of her face. ‘There are two things in this life that you do not want to be flat, arses and sandwiches.’

      Eve sighed when a coy smile played on Laura’s lips. One filled with wonder and promise. All at once, a thousand thoughts passed between them. Eve felt like they had been talking for decades, locked away in her apartment.